The last time I ate fast food was earlier this week… yogen fruz, ribfest, ice cream, ugh. Buuuuut it was super delicious so whatever.
Best breakfast ever.
Bagel with peanut butter, cream cheese, and jam; banana; greek yogurt with bran flakes and almonds.
This was the first time I ever had greek yogurt… finally understand what all the fuss is about. It tastes like fucking icing, omg yum.
My food weakness, lol singular? There are so many. It depends on my mood, but these are them:
I had an eating disorder. Well, I had a few. And I thought that I had totally conquered them. I really did. But in the last couple of weeks, shit has gotten real. Ed is fighting for a louder voice. Ugh. I basically had a breakdown and a multi-day binge, and very very very nearly purged. Into a plastic bag. In the trunk of my parents’ car. At my cousin’s baptism. While having a panic attack. Glad I overcame that. Holy fuck.
Anyway I told myself I would stop counting calories, and I did for a few days, but who am I kidding? I still want to lose weight. So I have to count, I’m going to count, I want to count. I was doing amazing before and I’m going to do amazing again.
I’m oh so nervous to weigh in tomorrow. I must have gained at least 5 lbs. UGH.
I work at a bakery so lunch is super difficult sometimes, but this was awesome.
drooool bacon and eggs.
Also next week going to change lateral upright row from 55 to 60 lbs.
Borrowed from curve-bliss.tumblr.com
Hah. When did I first decide to lose weight. Um, when I was seven.